Monday, January 24, 2011
bikes and scarves
One of the best perks about moving to this western town is the plethora of bike paths and trails. The whole city is laced with them. From our house, for example, the school lies five miles directly east -- 2 1/2 miles of bike lane on a quiet residential road, followed by 2 1/2 miles of bike trail along the creek. With my husband teaching at the K-12 school they attend, the go-to commute is by bike. At six-thirty every morning (unless the roads are iced over or under more that four inches of snow), the five of them bundle up, click on bike lights, and head out. Ten miles a days has added up to hundreds of miles each this school year, not to mention all of the energy usage (you're very welcome, teachers). Ten miles of winter riding a day has also necessitated some good winter gear -- gloves, heavy shoes, and balaclavas, coupled with a nice batch of scarves. The red/pink/orange one was first for the oldest girl, which prompted a slew of requests. The brown one came second for the second boy. And the blue/yellow/brown one? It's in process for the dad at the request of the oldest girl. Apparently he's been stealing her scarf. I'll take it as a compliment . . .